scrambled thoughts.

It feels like my mind has been going a zillion miles a minute lately.

I’ve been shaking like no bodies business, but that’s because I don’t eat enough.

                I don’t eat red meat, pork, eggs, or fish anymore. But that’s beside the point.

I study, study, study all the time.

I worked an extra hour today and almost left a call me maybe note in a young man’s backpack. I didn’t though. Maybe next time. He gave me an odd look when I answered yes to his do-you-have-student-loans question.

                Cool kids have student loans and -$5.76 in their bank account, and owe $97 to my apartment complex.

I get paid on Friday. Captain Crunch is my new best friend until then.

I’ll eventually finish the Mexico story. It really is a good one, I promise. Maybe once school is done and I have time to actually do fun things on my computer.

That’s a lie.

Pintrest is a problem. Hannah and I spend way too much time during Pakistan on our iPhones.

Love is a four letter word that isn’t spoken.

I asked The Woman if I was good looking today.

I fell in the toilet because a man used it last.

                Weird. Gross. Someone needs to work on their aim.

Said man and I bonded over Deadliest Catch/Toddlers and Tiaras and quesadillas, while I entertained him whilst his girlfriend, my roommate, was at school.

I have four weeks left of school. Jamison gets married in four weeks. Crazy how fast time goes.

                I’m thinking about going on a mission again.

                It’s late.

I’m sleepy.

People kept coming over and talking to me last night at random hours.

1:14 Davy came over and asked if I would come see if her new memory foam mattress was as fluffy as mine.

                It wasn’t.

2:32 Allison came and wanted me to go into the kitchen with her because she had a bad dream.

3:54 I thought my alarm was going off. It wasn’t. Sick joke cellular device, sick joke.

4:08 changed my pants, in my sleep.

I went to class an hour early today.

                It’s fine that I forget my schedule still.

Said man is already picking out friends of mine to date in the fall time.

                Joy. I like men.

Also,

It’s time for sleep.

                 Goodnight little ones. I’m not dead.

Just have the shakes and a lovely bruise from falling off my bike.